A few hundred meters away from the cabin to the east, there are several thatched huts, and in front of the huts is a wharf.

A few village fisherwomen took advantage of their men to go out fishing and gathered together to whisper.

"I was cooking before dawn in the morning, and I saw the little servant of the Lian Mansion leading the little lady over, could it be the old master Lian's outer house?"

But another woman angrily reprimanded: "Nonsense chewing tongue *** doesn't take care of us people on weekdays, and there are fewer people who apply medicine on credit? ”

"I'm just guessing, I really have the guts for you to ask clearly" The woman still didn't give up, and was about to find out.

"Alright, alright, don't make any noise, I'll ask before the servant leaves. The little lady was a distant relative of Master Lian, and her family died of illness, so she came to seek refuge in her master. ”

One year, the eldest woman was busy with her work, and she said: "This lady is a lonely and helpless person, and she only has a small child as her companion.

You don't talk about people behind your back. Then they bowed their heads and went about their work, and said no more, but hurried themselves to gather up their nets and go back.

The child played for about half an hour, and the woman called softly in the house: "Yun'er, come back quickly, you have something to say for your mother." ”

When the child heard A-Niang's call, the butterfly she saw under the house trotted all the way back to the courtyard.

He climbed onto the small stool next to the table and listened to A-Niang.

"Yun'er, shall we live here in the future?"

"A-Niang said that she lived here and lived here, but where did A-Dad go?"

"Daddy went to a far, far away place, we are waiting for him here, do you remember the words that Daddy taught you to write, practice diligently every day in the future, and never forget. ”

The child bent his fingertips on the table and wrote, chanting words but not knowing what to say.

The woman's fingers moved slightly, as if she had the intention of copying and correcting, seeing that the child was so serious, she was only fascinated by it.

In the courtyard, the bamboo forest is verdant, and the early morning bird calls outside the courtyard are pleasant, which should be the voice of the hungry chicks calling for their mother.

Old Master Lian looked at the broken corner of the stone table, as if he was sneering but did not speak. At the moment, use the hand as a blade and cut it straight away.

The unevenness of the stone at the fracture was smoothed out with bare hands, like a ghost axe that cracked the rock.

The master brushed his long hair lightly with one hand, as if to the fierce and evil man, or he said to himself: "This is God's blessing, and I regret that you have never seen it." ”

After a while, Lian Wan came from outside the hospital: "Master, everything has been arranged." The young man glanced at the stone table, and his heart was slightly flustered.

With a slight wave of his hand, Lian Wan retreated to the moon gate of the courtyard and walked out. The master just stared at the stone table, I don't know why?

Ten years ago, in a small pavilion halfway up the mountain, two burly men sat opposite each other, the one with a square face tied with a white crown, and the other with a long beard and a black crown.

There was a pretty girl standing on the side, without heavy makeup, wearing a cyan fairy dress.

The neck is white without a trace of wrinkles, and it is as curved and moving as a swan. Puff Puff's face is neither thin nor plump, as if created by God, everything is just right.

A pair of pretty starry eyes looked left and right, although the woman stood tall, she couldn't suppress the curious and lively heart of the young girl.

If it weren't for the two middle-aged men sitting here, I am afraid that they would not be able to hold back the leisure and leisure of playing.

"Where is the virtuous brother going?" the tough guy with a square face finished speaking, picked up the palm-sized porcelain bowl, and drained the bowl one by one.

The long-haired man held a porcelain bowl: "Elder brother don't have to worry. My brother has known him since he was 17 years old, and now he has been more than 20 years. When he was young, he was ambitious, and his husband should enter and leave the army, make meritorious contributions, and drive the world. Recently, I got a letter from my father, hoping that I will uphold the ancestral style and save the world. The younger brother did not dare to disobey, and was willing to use what he had learned in his youth to do his best. ”

"The virtuous brother has lofty ambitions, not like an ignorant martial artist like me. Yao'er, you come to pay tribute to your uncle for a bowl, and you should practice it. ”

The girl was looking at the beautiful scenery in the distance, and saw the undulating forests in the distance, and the mist was blowing, and she hesitated for a moment before realizing that her father called herself.

The girl thought that her father's life was embarrassing, so she let go of it at the moment, and replied lightly: "No." ”

Holding the wine bowl bigger than his face with both hands, he said respectfully: "Uncle Lian is invited." ”

The girl is petite, and the amount of wine is not small, so she drank most of the wine in the bowl in a moment. Although he was not drunk, the flush on his face became more and more intense, and his ears and temples fell a little from the wine, and his hair was even more black and thin.

"I didn't expect Ling Yuan to be in her prime, giving birth to such a large amount of alcohol. Admire and admire, Brother Shen Xiao. The long-haired man twisted his beard and said: "He is the dragon and phoenix among the people, who is the one who is willing to give up the order!"

In the distance, the mist approached, slowly engulfing the surrounding mountains and trees.

The two of them held hands with each other, burst into tears, bowed goodbye, and disappeared into the fog along with the pavilion.

I don't know how long it has passed, this pretty woman, as usual, sits alone at the table at home, but this time she is not sitting idle, but being a female celebrity.

Since moving here, the woman has no other way to make a living, remembering what she learned in her childhood, and spending her time making clothes, embroidering handkerchiefs, and so on.

Thanks to the village women, who happened to pass by the door of the house and saw that the clothes and handkerchiefs for drying were very good-looking, and asked her for tricks, she would not refuse, and took half an hour every day to teach them.

Although these rural fisherwomen are not very skillful, they are much better than before.

On weekdays, when the fisherwoman goes to the market to sell fish, the handkerchiefs that come to wipe her hands are extraordinary, and the small traders and vendors on the side are envious.

This time and forth, everyone knows that the little lady near the riverside fishing village is red and delicate, not like ordinary vulgar things, and there are countless women in the boudoir who come to ask for advice.

The woman is overwhelmed, and there are specific rules, and those who ask for advice must first write an invitation to worship, and those who get to reply to the post can teach.

There is only one thing to make every day, and there is no high price. Just get by.

The woman was doing something distracted when she heard a slight knock at the door and got up to open it.

It turned out to be the elderly village woman Zhang's sister-in-law. The sister-in-law carried a small bucket, but inside the bucket was a river carp.

"This crucian carp is most suitable for children's nourishment, your child is very Sven, and he will be a champion in the future, this perch is for you." ”

The sister-in-law had a loud voice, but she deliberately lowered her voice, indicating that she was afraid that her countrymen would disturb the woman.

The woman whispered softly, thanked softly, took the bucket, and set it aside. The sister-in-law seemed to think of something and ran into the house.

"My child is coarse, he can only learn to play fishing nets, your child is very smart, don't just let him play some swimming and catching fish with my child.

The child's future is important, although I can't read big characters, I also know that reading and writing is the livelihood of a superior person, and the mother should make plans as soon as possible. ”

The pretty woman looked at the dark-faced sister-in-law Zhang, and said softly: "Sister-in-law Xie is concerned, I have my own district." ”

In the evening, the boy was dressed in the glow, like the sunset returning to the mountain, and strolled home.

The small bamboo basket in his hand was filled with river shrimp that were still alive, and his trouser legs, sleeves and feet were rolled up, and even so, there was a lot of yellow mud and river sand on his body.

Although there is dust on his face, he can't hide a pair of starry eyes, which are as clear as crystals soaked in water, but the corners of his eyes are slightly raised.

Although the eyebrows are not thick, they can vaguely grow into sword eyebrows.

The square face is contoured, but the flesh on the face is tender and red, and I don't know what kind of teenager I will be in the future.

Xiao'er saw that A-Niang didn't care about the dirt on her body, so she ran over and hugged A-Niang's legs.

Raising his head, the immature childish voice said, "I caught a lot of river shrimp today, can I cook them for me?"

The woman's jade fingers fell, gently brushed away the dust on the child's face, and said with a smile: "A-Niang is according to you, don't run out to play tomorrow morning, A-Niang will take you to the market tomorrow." ”

Hearing this, the child jumped up happily, looking forward to tomorrow's trip. After eating, I went to bed early.

The next morning, the mother and son washed up.

The woman changed the child into a Confucian dress, tied her hair with a green scarf, and came out in the appearance of a little scholar. The child was very excited, thinking, "Auntie, is this asking me to go to school?"

The woman held the child's hand, still soft, like a voice from outside the sky, "Yun'er, you have to remember that from now on, your name is Mu Yunchuan." ”

Xiao'er looked puzzled: "Mu Yunchuan, my name is Mu Yunchuan, and the name that A-Niang gave me is really good." ”

The two went out hand in hand, walked all the way through the riverside path, passed through the village market, and the children saw many interesting things, buying and selling groceries on the street, shouting and selling, roadside restaurants were mixed, and all kinds of snacks were dazzling and drooling.

After walking for half an hour, I heard Lang reading aloud. "Disciple, if you enter, you will be filial, and if you go out, you will be cautious and faithful, and you will love all of you, and you will be kind. If you have more than enough energy, you will learn the text. ”

The child wiped his saliva and looked around. It's a pity that I only know two words on the plaque on this building, so I asked: "A-Niang, what is the name of this school?"

These three words are Lingyun Hall, taken from the meaning of scholar Top Gun, which is a private school opened in the city, and you will need to go here every day to learn the words of the saint in the future. ”

When the two walked into the hall, they saw a young man dressed in black Confucian clothes, picking up bamboo slips scattered on the ground.

This person is eight feet long, with a beautiful appearance, wearing a scarf on his head, he finally picked up all the bamboo slips, and when he looked up at the woman, he was already infatuated.

Unlike ordinary women, who have no appearance and no charm, this woman's eyes are talented, as if she was above 10,000 people in the past, and now although she is dressed in plain clothes and white cloth, she can't hide the charm between her gestures.

I am afraid that the name of Ling Yun in my private school is just to set off her in the dark.

The man was so distracted that he didn't know that his books were scattered all over the place.

The immature child's voice with a slight smile: "Sir, your book has fallen again." ”

The man suddenly felt rude, his face turned crimson, and he hurriedly bent down and covered his blushing face with his sleeve. Stammered: "In the next.... Like the sea, ma'am.... Here we are.... What's going on?"

The woman was not affected by this faux pas, her face was frosty, and her lips were slightly revealed: "My child is five years old, and I have come to find a famous teacher to teach. ”

The man stood up, but he didn't dare to look directly, but looked left and right and said, "This private school was raised by the old master Lian.

In the next because of the rough writing and ink, I have read a few articles, and I am the younger brother of the same sect as the master, so I am a private school here. ”“

The old master is my father's old acquaintance, Mr. Wang accepted my son, and the village woman should be grateful. The woman bowed her head and put her hands on her waist, her legs slightly bent, and made a regular salute.

The man also pointed and replied: "Even if it is the old knowledge of the master, I will definitely teach it with all my might." ”

In this way, Mu Yunchuan went to school in this Lingyun Hall every day, although he was only five years old, fortunately he was intelligent by nature, and he studied harder than ordinary people, and his enlightened teacher was Lingyun Tang Lian Ruhai.